Alt Shift: Cleaning up your own property

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When you look at me, it's hard to believe that I once was Harold Preston, one of the richest people in the country. Now, however, as a result of Alt Shift, I am just an ordinary Latin maid, Latisha Cantero, in my own hotel. While the Shift was widespread, the government claim it was actually a mass hallucination. By the worse, I was one of the cases whos it got some of the skills of their new body, the most noticeable in my case is the loss of English, I can hardly speak it with a heavy accent, instead I can speak Spanish much more easier. Of course, this made it even more difficult for me to prove my identity if it even possible. I don't know who is in my body, but I know that he doesn't stay in this hotel often, rather journey across the world for my mony, and I know that this is definitely not the real Latisha, she just ended up in the body of another hotel maid. I was just cleaning up after another party that was in my former hotel, probably another party of people whose status has increased after shift. During the cleaning process, the manager came, he is one of those who, as far as I know, hasn't swapped with anyone.

"Matisha, I heard Isabel got sick, so clean up her ward today too," he said to me

"Si, senior, will I get something for overtime?" I asked with a heavy accent.

He just laughed and said I was lucky they didn't send me back to my (body) old country after all this illusion thing by breaking into my boss (my own) office. Then he left.

"¿Qué me he merecido esto? (" What have I done to deserve this ?") I said to myself and then went back to work.